Join The Party chords by Ultramagnetic MCs

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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Well, I'm
droppin' bomb,
F 
funky rhymes for the dance floor
Gm 
Rhymes flow on, styles come quicker
G 
You've been outfoxed by
the metaphor slicker
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G 
Think twice, go slow, words of flow
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G 
Now see the rhymes like a pro,
professional poet
F 
Come in back and you know it,
I treat your brain like a whistle
Pick it up and I blow it,
G 
four times with rhymes
F 
Look and stop for signs, detour
G 
Em 
Go back,
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get your brakes and stop
G 
F 
You're just a fraud that's dirty toy
G 
Come out of the mop bin
C 
Glowin', still in the showin'
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G 
You stay down lowin',
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while I  keep goin'
G 
Around the clock,  kickin' rhymes
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G 
The mic is on overtime, back in front
G 
Drunk, dizzy, here's a sober rhyme
Tellin' your brain cells
that I am the best one
Rappers who perpetrate,
come jump up and test one
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You and your man, sit down, sit down
Trap, tell him sit down
Rhymes go on and dip so quick by
Stand there, wait fool,
and yo -yo stick by
Come inside,
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look around and you'll see me
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C 
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Join the party
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G 
C 
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C 
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G 
Takin' off where I left from,
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back the step
G 
Movin' nicely, the rhythm precisely
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G 
Groove entice me to
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change and twist
G 
Another rhyme sticker,
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stickin' the glue on
G 
Lyrical screw -on, rounds are blocked up
I gotta get through one,
F 
the lines ain't changin'
The lyrics are noticed,
but my style is stranger
G 
Look at, look, learn, while I surprise you
My job is to cork down
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and round the slides of your whack
G 
Whack,  double whack,
triple whack
So weak, not fresh?
No, you never impress me
You think you can float?
When you stop and address me
Test me, bless me, hmm
As I rhyme every day, I'm more mature
So go on, kids,
and play with your blocks
and rocks
Throw your rhymes in the dirt pile
and back in the swing of things
F 
The party in meanwhile, you're lost, wicked, puzzled,
G 
stupid, dumb, silly, goofy, bum, fool, illiterate
Your brain get rid of it,
drop it off in the trash,
cause my rhymes are matte, tinted,
F 
and kept in a stash
G 
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When I flip on, rip on,
hold the mic for a long time,
G 
prepared, beware
I'm coming out with a strong rhyme
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G 
to terrorize every rapper
that I paralyze
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And if you choose to move,
then otherwise,
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step in the back door, come inside
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And join the party
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You